His Words

It is what I live by,

It gives me life

He is better than a haiku

A Sonnet

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He opens my eyes that I may see

And my heart that I may receive

His words is how I live 


Do Hardworking Count?

One work hard,

Do it count,

When one dig until it’s no more,

Will one be heard,

One work hard ,

Not for praise, but just to do one job,

Is there a just reward,

What is a just reward,

Is it satisfaction?


A slap in face?

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Do hardworking count?

Do one count?

Am one in number?

One just want to make a living

But can one?

How can one?

If one tells one to speed it up,

You can do better,

It seems like one good is never enough

Do hardworking count?

One count money

And that count bills,

Can one have satisfaction

Do hardworking count?

Through her eyes

What is a man to you?

He’s strong,

 He’s caring,

He’s a hardworker,

One can depend on him, One can trust him because God is in him.

Do he provide for his?

makes a good man a good man?

Is it a virtuous woman?


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One that is pure.

One that knows how to build her house.

One that will add years to his life.

Virtuous women can be an answer to a man prayer.

And God can okay it because he ok it already in the beginning.

What is a man to you?

He is a man after God own heart.

His conversation is structure and alter by the Higher One.

Every step he takes is being guided closer to you,

Words that come out of his mouth is about two of you

But you have to be the mystery lady because the orchestra is a mystery God


My favorite poet

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Life is Fine

Langston Hughes, 19021967

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.

     But it was      Cold in that water!      It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn’t a-been so high
I might’ve jumped and died.

     But it was      High up there!      It was high!

So since I’m still here livin’,
I guess I will live on.
I could’ve died for love—
But for livin’ I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry—
I’ll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

     Life is fine!      Fine as wine!      Life is fine!


Angel in the Backseat

When there is trouble

You’re there on the double

When I am in distress

You lift my spirits

So in all that

I give you air

Because I know when you’re on earth you come in human form with limit powers by the Creator

Bright-Light1.jpg (480×480)Your smile from above lights up my backseat

Just in case I forget thanks for being my Angel in the backseat

protecting me from car accidents, speeding tickets, and every evil plot against the enemy.
I keep the window roll down when I’m driving

Because I know there is an Angel watching over me with help from above.


Someone who loves me

Someone who cares for me

Someone who makes me laugh

Someone who got my back

Someone who works with me and not against me

Someone who completes me

Someone is my other half

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Someone who understands me

Someone who carries my spirit

And I carry his

Someone who feels my pain 

My someone calms me

He is stable

My someone tells me I am able

In all things

To be his someone

By showing me love and asking me to be his #1 baby!!!!